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Connie was broken out of her musings by an exuberant cheer from Mayra, telling her that she was awesome. While the timid girl herself might not have thought that the power to make people suffer from horrific nightmares was particularly awesome, the fact that her draconic friend did, and was so boisterously vocal about it, nonetheless succeeded in bringing a small smile to the face of Connie’s mask. Thank you, Mayra, she told the dragon girl silently, while placing a hand over her heart to savor the feeling of warmth that now flowed into it, a warmth which thoroughly melted away the cold spikes of dread engendered by the soldiers’ cries of anguish. In fact, she couldn’t even hear them at all…

A moment later, she realized why.

Turning to look at Mayra, and perhaps give a wave of thanks to her draconic friend, Connie saw that not only had the playful pyromaniac jetted away, but the squad she fired her nightmare pulse at appeared utterly unaffected by the terrifying spell.

“W-What…?” Connie stammered as she took in the unexpected sight. T-Those screams… Were they all just in my head…?

For her part, Gaia had seen exactly what had transpired, as well as the likely explanation for it, knowledge that brought an annoyed frown to her verdant face. “Those soldiers are just meat puppets,” she explained. “Mindless automatons being controlled remotely, probably via their helmets,” she added, pointing to to one of the headless soldiers and the empty helmet laying next to it. “I’m sorry, Connie, but I don’t think your magic will have any effect on them.”

Although a part of her was actually relived that she hadn’t inflicted any suffering upon the attacking troops, Connie was still saddened by the fact that she would be unable to help in defending the town, which even now was coming under additional attack, as the enemy’s long-ranged artillery began their bombardment.

Great, they’re using fucking artillery now?!

“How absolutely horrid!” the Angel cried. “To unleash such indiscriminate violence… My heart aches at the sight!” Raising her glowing staff high, she took a moment to focus her power, before declaring, “Fear not, my noble companions! This humble servant shall ensure that no further harm comes to this tranquil village! Radiant Angelic Aegis!”

With that, a blinding pulse of energy shot into the heavens, before expanding into a shimmering dome, which completely covered the town.

That should protect this dump for a little while, at least, but these losers seriously need to pick up the pace, or those headless freaks are gonna overwhelm us…

Fortunately, this would soon be facilitated by the arrival of two new allies, although their identities were completely unknown to anyone present. Unfortunately, while the first member of the newly arrived pair was doing a respectable job eliminating the enemy tanks, the second seemed to have stumbled into a patch of Gaia’s enhanced foliage…

Blast… the verdant maiden winced. I had not anticipated any allies suddenly appearing in that area, let alone being so unobservant as to run straight through my plants…

“The poor thing!” the Angel cried, placing her hands over her heart at the sight. “To suffer such tragic misfortune, all while in the pursuit of providing aid to others! It is simply too painful to behold!”

Holy fuck… What a dumbass… Is she fucking blind? I mean, who the hell doesn’t notice a six foot tall Venus flytrap? (sigh…) Whatever… I guess I should help her moronic ass out…

Conjuring a winged sphere of glowing energy, the Angelic beauty sent it racing off to bestow a healing blessing upon Eliana. “Swiftly now, little one!” she bade the sphere. “Hasten to the aid of our most misfortunate ally and restore her to full health once more!”

Meanwhile, Connie, realizing that she could offer no further assistance with repelling the invading forces, had resolved to apply herself to the only other task she was capable of undertaking. Clenching her fist with determination, the masked maiden made her way to the back edge of the roof.

“I-I’m g-gonna go h-help Lily and the o-others evacuate the t-town!” she told Gaia as she slid down her friend’s beanstalk.

“Just be careful, little sister!” Gaia called after her.

“I-I will!”

Hurrying to the nearest unchecked house, Connie actually found herself thankful for the effects of the sleep spell. After all, she doubted anyone would react favorably to having their house broken into by a young woman who looked like she had just stepped off of the set of a horror movie…

Or out of the depths of a nightmare…





* * *

Chapter Two-
A Nightmare to Remember


* * *


Cold…

Darkness…

Pain…

Horrors beyond imagining…

And then…

“Princess?” a familiar voice inquired. “Are you all right?”

“P-Penny Wenny…?” MDP asked hesitantly, unsure of where she was, or what was happening.

“You spaced out for a moment there,” the mechanical monarch explained. “I know your attention has a tendency to wander when you’re like this, but you looked… frightened. Is everything okay?”

Taking a moment to get her bearings, the Princess of Dreams saw that she was sitting on her girlfriend’s lap, atop a shining, ultratech throne. A similarly advanced-looking chamber surrounded them, filled with dozens of cute stuffed animals in a variety of vibrant colors, and featuring panoramic windows, beyond which rose the sparkling spires of a futuristic, but still quite whimsical skyline. The sight caused a torrent of memories to flood into her mind. This was Penrose, the most advanced, beautiful and peaceful city on Earth, now that Wonderland had been defeated and the Mint had been driven off the planet. With Covington Industries’ backing, Penny’s queenship had become officially recognized, with Penrose becoming a fully independent city state, and all the various factions had come together to build a bright future for everyone, whether magical girl, monster girl, or mundane citizen. Love and friendship had truly won the day, as if there had ever been any doubt. Everything was perfect, everyone was happy, and Magical Dream Princess was the happiest of all.

“Like, everythingy wingy is totally wotally super duper okey dokie~! (giggle!)” MDP replied with a bright smile. “She gets to cuddle wuddle with her most favorite wavorite person werson in the whole wide worldsie, after allsie~! (giggle!)” she added with a playful wink, before gently nuzzling her girlfriend’s cheek.

“Glad to hear it,” Penny said with an amused chuckle. “Wouldn’t want my Princess to ever stop being her adorable self,” she added with a smile of her own as she stroked her girlfriend’s cheek. “After all,” the mechanical monarch continued, her voice taking on a darker tone. “It was only thanks to your profoundly childish idealism and naiveté that I was even able to reach such a lofty pinnacle in the first place.”

At this, MDP frowned, her eyes widening in shock and confusion. “P-Penny Wenny…? W-What do you mean?”

“Not surprised I have to spell it out for you,” the mechanical monarch sighed. “You are rather stupid in this form, although I imagine you would have a hard time wrapping your little brain around the truth even if you did have access to your full mental faculties,” she added with a condescending sneer. “We both know your infantile romanticism is not limited to your time as Magical Dream Princess.”

MDP was beginning to cry now, but she didn’t utter a sound. Indeed, the poor girl was stunned speechless.

“I never loved you ‘Princess’,” Penny stated, her voice as cold as steel. “Furthermore, I am incapable of even experiencing that flawed emotion. However, I can simulate it well enough, especially if all I needed to do was fool a babyish brat like you. When I became aware of your pitiful feelings for me, I knew I had found the perfect means by which to facilitate my ascension. Your wealth, your influence, your web of contacts, your willingness to befriend anyone, regardless of affiliation or appearance, all these things provided the foundation upon which I could build my empire. And now, ‘Princess’, now that you have allowed me to assume complete control of this city, and, by extension, this world, I shall allow you to watch as I carry out my final royal edict.”

With a wave of her hand, Penny brought up an array of holodisplays, each one showing a different part of the bustling city. As she gazed upon them, her eyes began to glow an ominous crimson.

“All that has been built,” she intoned, while holding out an open palm to gesture at the various displays. “Shall now be destroyed.”

Closing her hand into a fist, the images on each display exploded into scenes of violent destruction. Swirling torrents of nanites burst from the ground to viciously disassemble all in their path, magical, mundane, and inanimate object alike. Buildings crumbled, people dissolved or were messily torn apart, roiling thunderheads obscured the sky, while bolts of crimson lighting and pitch-black vortices fell upon the ravaged city, laying waste to all below. Even the very earth itself buckled and heaved with savage tectonic fury. Dark chasms yawned wide, while gouts of infernal flame shot into the heavens, punching jagged holes in the churning clouds above.

“W-Why are you doing this?!” MDP cried in horror, tears streaming down her trembling face as she watched the agonizing deaths of so many people, so many friends. “Why?!”

“Because it is my purpose,” Penny stated flatly. “I am a living weapon, an engine of destruction, an instrument of annihilation. Mine is the hand that will snuff out the very stars themselves,” she declared, even as the chamber around them was torn asunder, the various cute plushie creatures being brutally sliced apart like vegetables in a blender, even as they tried to run for their lives.

Yet, even as everything around them wasted away, Penny herself only seemed to grow larger. She towered over the city, then the continent, then the planet, until she had assumed a size that was practically beyond comprehension. Her form had shifted as well, becoming something utterly eldritch and horrifying beyond belief. A true machine goddess. An unmaker of realities. Now standing in the center of Penny’s vast palm, MDP could see that the colossal being her girlfriend had become held an equally colossal hammer in her other hand, one seemingly composed of cosmic energy and poised to strike the convulsing planet below…

MDP’s mind reeled. She could barely conceive what was happening, let alone accept its reality. It couldn’t be happening, she told herself over and over. But it was…

“NO!!!” she screamed. “Please stopy wopy! Pretty pretty please stopy wopy!” she begged, while sobbing ever more hysterically with each passing second.

However, if Penny heard her desperate pleas, she gave no sign. Pulling the gargantuan hammer back, she brought the cosmic weapon down upon the helpless planet with enough force to completely shatter it into a cloud of molten fragments, which swiftly spun off into the void.

“NOOOO!!!!” MDP shrieked, falling to her knees in utter despair. “T-They’re all gonesie wonsie…” She whimpered. “T-They’re all gonesie wonsie…”

“It is done,” Penny announced.

“W-Why…?” MDP’s plaintive voice whispered, her head bowed, tears dripping onto the cold metal beneath her. All her hopes, all her dreams, everything and everyone she had ever loved, were now little more than dust. She had nothing left, except pain… and anger… Her head shot up, red, tear-filled eyes fixing the machine goddess with a look of utter fury. “Why did you make Magical Dream Princess watch that?!” she roared, her hoarse voice filled with rage. “Why did you make Magical Dream Princess hurt so muchy wuchy?! She wuved you, Penny Wenny!” the anguished girl cried as she repeatedly smashed her fists into the hard surface of the technomantic titan’s palm until they were bruised and bloody. “SHE WUVED YOU!!!”

“That is precisely the reason,” Penny replied, her tone one of utter disinterest, as if she had just killed an ant, instead of over seven billion people. “As a token of appreciation for all the assistance you provided, I have chosen to make you the very last thing I destroy. We will travel the universe together, and you will watch as I snuff out the life of every planet and star. But you will not need your body for this,” she added as several writhing tendrils of nanites rose up around MDP and began breaking down her flesh and bones, disassembling the girl at the molecular level. “Merely your eyes to see it, your ears to hear it, and your soul to feel it.”

MDP screamed.

She screamed as her voice shifted into the synthetic sounds of an old modem’s dial tone.

She screamed as her lungs and vocal cords dissolved.

And when she no longer had a mouth, she screamed in the depths of her tortured mind.

“NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NO!NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!”







“N-No… No…” Violet whimpered softly.

“Violet?” A concerned voice asked. “What’s wrong?”

“P-Penny…?”

“Yes, I’m right here,” the robotic girl confirmed, while gently running her fingers through Violet’s hair. “There’s nothing to be afraid of.”

Taking stock of her situation, Violet realized that she and Penny were in her bed chamber at Covington Tower, lying in her bed. She recalled all the various arrangements she had made to allow for this little “sleepover”. She had spent a wonderful evening with her girlfriend, had gone to sleep in her protective embrace. She had been so happy, and yet….

“I… I think I had a nightmare…” Violet told her girlfriend shakily, still somewhat unsure of what exactly had happened.

“Must admit, that’s somewhat ironic, all things considered,” Penny noted wryly, although her eyes were still filled with concern.

“It’s perplexing as well,” Violet added, while slowly sitting up. “I do not recall having had a single nightmare since becoming Magical Dream Princess. Although I suppose it was only a matter of time…”

“Not really an expert on such things, but maybe you should talk with Amanda about it,” Penny suggested.

“Yes, that sounds like a good idea,” Violet agreed, giving her girlfriend an appreciative smile.

“Now then, why don’t you try and get some more sl-e!e!e!e!e!e!e!e!e!” Suddenly, Penny’s voice began glitching like a broken record, while her body violently spasmed as arcs of obsidian lightning crackled over it.

“Penny?!” Violet cried in alarm, her eyes going wide.

“Finally got ‘er,” A smug, and all-too-familiar voice declared. “Gotta say, this was way easier than I thought it’d be,” the voice added. “And it’s all thanks to you, Miss Covington.”

Whipping her head around to the far side of the chamber, Violet saw an inhumanly tall, broad shouldered figure emerge from the shadows, a smoldering cigar chomped between monstrously sharp teeth.

“Scarp!” She gasped, before her visage took on a look of utter fury. “Stop this at once!” she commanded. “You’re hurting her!”

“No can do, Miss Covington,” Scarp replied with a cruel smirk. “And that’s kinda the point,” he added. “She’s gotta learn her lesson for tryin’ to cross The Mint, an’ so do you.”

“V-V-V-V-V-V-V-Violet…!” Penny stammered as her body contorted unnaturally, a look of fear filling her eyes that Violet had never seen before.

“Penny! Hold on!” the heiress begged her girlfriend.

There was a flash of light, and Violet was now in her magical girl form, her whimsical wand pointed at the coin broker.

“Let her go RIGHT NOWIE!!!” she snarled as her wand charged with mystic power.

“Or you’ll do what, exactly?” Scarp asked with an amused chuckle.

“Or Magical Dream Princess will send you to dreamy weamy land for ever and ever and ever!

“You will do no such thing,” a stern voice declared.

Turning to look in the direction of the door, Violet was stunned to find the disapproving visage of her father, Thane Covington.

“D-Daddy Waddy?!” she gasped. “W-What are you doing heresie?!”

“I should think the answer to that question should be perfectly obvious,” her father replied, his voice suffused with contempt. “I am preventing my daughter from making a childish fool of herself. Now then, you will dispense with this fanciful nonsense at once, is that understood?”

“B-But Violet Wiolet wuvs being Magical Dream Princess!” the distraught girl protested. “Please don’t make her stopy wopy!” she begged tearfully. “Pretty pretty please!”

“Utterly disgraceful!” her father snapped, causing the transformed heiress to flinch as if she had been slapped in the face. “After all I did for you, after all the promise you showed… To think that you would throw it all away for an infantile fantasy like this, for a soulless machine like her,” he added, gesturing to where Penny continued to writhe in torment. “You are such a profound disappointment to me, Violet.”

“N-No… I-I’m sorry Daddy Waddy… I-I d-didn’t mean…”

“Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Viiiiiolet…!” Penny pleaded. “H-H-H-H-e-e-e-l-l-l-lp…!”

“Penny Wenny!” Violet cried, her head snapping back to her suffering girlfriend. “I-I’m t-trying, b-but I…”

“Absolutely pitiful.”

“Heh, nothin’ but a helpless baby.”

“Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi…!”

“N-No… P-Please…” Violet begged, falling to her knees and pressing her trembling hands over her ears.

“Shameful.”

“Awww, is the little baby gonna cry now?”

“Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi…!”

“P-Please stopy wopy…”

“Unforgivable.”

“What a loser…”

“Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi-Vi…!”

“P-Please… P-Please… P-Please… Just…

STOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!!!”








“S-Stop… S-Stop…” Violet whimpered, even as she felt strong hands pull her from her confinement and into a firm embrace.

“It’s okay Violet,” A soothing voice told her. “You’re safe now.”

“P-Penny… W-Wenny…?” Violet asked weakly.

“Yes,” the robotic girl confirmed. “I’m right here.”

Slowly opening her eyes, Violet saw that she was now being embraced by her girlfriend, and with all the feeble strength that remained in her aching body, the heiress pressed herself tightly against the mechanical monarch’s chest, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“I came to rescue you as soon as I discovered you’d been taken,” Penny explained, while gently stroking the back of Violet’s head. “And I’m not the only one. Amanda’s here, too.”

“A-Amanda…?” Violet echoed, struggling to catch a glimpse of her best friend over Penny’s shoulder.

“She’s making sure Nykannis will never be able to do anything like this to anyone else ever again.”

Violet could see how the fragments of a dream barrier clashed against what made up the Lab's sky. She could see how whimsical characters, whether they were transmutated from Nykannis' creations or summoned from Amanda herself clashed with what chilling inventions remained. And a distance away, she could see the bespectacled magician herself, locked in combat with the true form of the mad doctor. Had she ever seen her friend so furious? Driven by a vengeful bloodlust? Though she still paled in comparison to Dr. Nykannis's power, she was pouring both mana and vitality into her assault. And she bled for it. Her mouth and nose dripped with blood, and soon her eyes would as well, as if they were tears.

“W-We have to help her…!” Violet gasped as she saw the state her friend was in.

You need to recover your strength,” Penny replied. I will assist her in dealing with Nykannis…”

Holding Violet close with one arm, the mechanical monarch activated her jet thrusters, while her other appendage morphed into a massive gauss cannon. With a series of mighty thunderclaps, it fired a torrent of ultra-dense spikes at speeds exceeding the light barrier, projectiles which sliced through all the eldritch scientist’s myriad defenses and ripped apart vast swaths of her monstrous cybermagimechanical body.

“They’re sheathed in a focused nullification field,” Penny explained. “Nykannis isn’t the only one who can use her enemies’ tricks against them,” she added with a savage smirk.

Now Nykannis was on even ground with her opponent. No, with this she was nothing but child's play in Amanda's sadistic eyes.

...Or that might just be the blood loss getting to her head. Either way.

She bore a violent grin as she, with her remaining strength, reached her hand out and summoned a volley of swords; from mythos and legends alike to sever Nykannis limb by limb, to reduce her down to naught.

The eldritch ultratechnomantic monstrosity that was Nykannis screamed in a mixture of agony and rage as Amanda’s dream blades sliced her asunder, down to her constituent atoms, until absolutely nothing remained. Once the Monarch of Mad Science’s last dying cries had faded away, Penny hovered over to float beside Amanda.

“Quite the impressive display,” the robotic girl commended.

“Y-Yes,” Violet agreed, somewhat taken aback by her friend’s ferocity. “B-But you look badly hurt,” she added, her voice filled with concern. “Y-You should let Penny carry you, too.”

“Wouldn’t be too sure of that,” Penny noted. “Your friend here is tougher than she looks, and I’m pretty sure she wants to finish taking her anger out on the rest of this lab,” the mechanical monarch added. “I know I certainly do…”

Amanda wiped the blood off her face with her sleeve. "This is nothing. Not the first time I resorted to blood magic." Her grin shrunk back to normal. She then focused her sights on the remnants of the lab. "I'll be back. Keep her safe, will ya?" She turned to step away, dream magic swirling into her palm.

“That’s some friend you’ve got there,” Penny remarked as Amanda set about unmaking what little remained of Nykannis’s lab.

“Yes, she is,” Violet confirmed, smiling fondly as tears continued to trickle down her cheeks. “And so are you,” she added, turning to face her girlfriend and giving her an affectionate hug. “I’m so lucky to have such wonderful friends. Thank you for saving me, Penny, from the bottom of my heart.”

“You’re more than welcome,” Penny replied with a tender smile of her own. “I only wish I could have prevented this from happening in the first place…”

“It’s okay,” Violet reassured her, gently placing a hand on the robotic girl’s cheek. “I’m safe now, and that’s all that matters.”

“Suppose I can’t argue with that,” Penny conceded. “Come on,” she added, activating her thrusters and flying them through a portal into Amanda’s dream dimension. “Let’s get out of here.”

Landing atop a small, floating hill, Violet marveled at the tranquil dreamscape surrounding them. “You know, this is actually the first time I’ve ever been inside this place,” the heiress remarked. “It’s so peaceful and serene…”

“I’m told there are more dangerous areas,” Penny explained. “But this is one of the calmer sections.”

“Mmmm…” Violet agreed, closing her eyes as a soothing breeze caressed her face. “It’s actually rather romantic, don’t you think~?” she added with a smile, before leaning in and giving her girlfriend a passionate kiss.

For several wonderful seconds, all of Violet’s worries were washed away by a flood of blissful affection. What lingering pain and soreness remained in her body now dissolved in the warmth of her girlfriend’s love. Lips locked, arms wrapped around one another, comfort and safety were all Violet knew, until…

Until the embrace tightened to the point that it was painful, suffocating, while the tender kiss became something far more violent and savage…

Opening her eyes in alarm, Violet saw to her horror that it was no longer Penny standing before her, but rather Oros…

Something wrestled its way past Violet’s tongue and slid down her throat. It filled her mouth and throat completely. Closing her mouth wasn’t an option. Spitting wasn’t an option. Breathing wasn’t an option. She couldn’t tell if Oros was entering her lungs or her stomach, only that it was uncomfortable. Then, just when she was on the verge of passing out, Oros pulled herself out of Violet and let her fall to her knees. Oros’s tongue was starting to return to its original shape. The large gray mass hanging out of her mouth shrunk and became pink in color. 

"Whoa!" Oros blinked. She had her arms wrapped under Violet’s, which was the only reason why she didn’t completely fall over. Though that might have been preferable to remaining in Oros’s arms. "Penny was me the entire time? Now that is a wild plot twist! Exactly the sort of bullshit twist I’d expect the Grand Magistrate to pull on me!"

Coughing, gagging, and fighting off the urge to vomit, Violet tried to push herself away from the pink-haired beast girl, but Oros’s grip was much too strong.
 
“G-Get away from me, you sick freak!” the heiress screamed in appalled disbelief upon finally regaining her ability to speak. “W-What are you even doing here?!” she demanded, eyes filled with terror. “What did you do to Penny?!”

"Wha?" Oros raised an eyebrow. Just as silence started to set between the two, she cackled like an asylum patient. "How am I supposed to answer that? You’re still dreaming, Alice. Dreaming a very, very vivid dream." She lifted Violet up to eye level. Her feet were floating off the ground and there was no space between them. "But I wonder if that actually matters? I mean, you know how none of us really exist anyway? I’m being controlled by my original patron right now, so there’s virtually no difference between the ‘real’ me and the ‘fake’ me. I can’t live through my experiences, and I’ll know about this one because of my sword, so in a roundabout way this nightmare really is happening!" Oros nodded to herself. 

As she listened to the pink-haired lunatic babble, Violet’s confusion only grew. This… This was all just a dream, or rather, a nightmare? That certainly explained how things had taken such a warped and horrifying turn…

"And it doesn’t matter to you either! I mean, Penny’s just a robot. She murdered the human part of herself and fused with the corpse to get all that power without having a pesky soul. So if you can fall in love with an artificial person, someone you know is artificial, then there’s no difference between reality and fiction for either one of us! " 

Murdered? Violet echoed, her tone now one of enraged indignation. “Penny would never harm an innocent, let alone kill them! And while Penny may be an artificial life form, she’s still a real person, while you yourself claim to be nothing more than a twisted figment of my imagination, just a subconscious fear brought to a pitiful mockery of life!”

"And yet you thought of me enough to bring me here, even though our interaction lasted seconds. But I’m glad you found it unforgettable." Oros hummed. "As for what happened to Penny here, well, what can I say? Our fights are always exciting but she isn’t exactly the pinnacle of strategy. Her desire to preserve herself is pretty high, guess the law of robotics doesn’t apply to her. When Endless Eclipse was hovering over her head she begged me not to kill her. She offered me her kingdom, my ship, even herself. But one of the first things she offered me was you."

At Oros’s latest claim, Violet’s face contorted into a look of utter fury. “There’s no way I would ever believe that!” she snarled. “Penny is the most selfless person I know! Everything she does is to help others! To give them security and peace! All you exist to do is bring pain and misery! Besides,” she added with a contemptuous glare. “If this really is a nightmare, if I’m actually still trapped in that maniac’s lab, then why should I give a single ounce of credibility to any of the insane ramblings coming out of your disgusting mouth?!”

"Because that means that right now, this very second, you aren’t really arguing with me." The smile ran from Oros’s face. "You’re arguing with yourself, and everything I say is just some repressed thought you couldn’t keep down during your waking hours." She squinted her eyes. "This is a nightmare precisely because you think it could happen. Because Penny is a cannibal, because you’re one of many girls she’s had access to, because she can’t keep control. And as strong as she is, you know that there are stronger ones out there. Nobody looks at the throne and thinks she belongs there cept for you."

That… That couldn’t be true… Could it…? Could she really, secretly, be afraid of Penny? It seemed absolutely absurd, and yet… 
 
“All right… Perhaps I am scared of what might happen,” Violet conceded. “But those things are only possibilities, simply amorphous fears, not immutable guarantees of what will actually take place. Penny may have problems, may have done things in her past she may not be proud of, but the same can be said of me, of anyone! And I’d like to think that, by being at her side, I can help her face whatever challenges lie ahead. Because together, I know we can overcome anything the future has in store.”

"That’s very touching. It’s just a little unfortunate that she isn’t here right now. But hey, did you know that Nykannis believes that every possibility is happening in a different reality? If she’s right, it really doesn’t matter what this all is, because if it’s not real here, it’s real somewhere else. But it’s gotta suck to be in one of the realities where you don’t get saved huh?" 
 
Violet opened her mouth to speak, but she was stricken with a piercing pain. Like something in her stomach just rammed a knife into her intestines. When she looked down at her stomach to see what had happened, violet noticed that she had started to bloat. Her body was pushing against her dress.
 
"Oh? That was fast!" Oros released Violet and let her fall onto her back. Despite her attempts to move, her body would not respond. She had also become numb all over, but could still feel some things wrestling around inside her.
 
”What’s your favorite animal? Bunnies? Bears? Mantis shrimp? Dogs are cool too. But for me, it’s gotta be the wasp. " With a sigh, she put her hands on her hips. ”I’m sure I’m just infodumping here, ‘cuz you’re a smart girl and probably already know this. But most wasps lay their eggs inside other insects. Usually cockroaches and other invasive pests like that. I’m sure they’d target a bratty rich kid if they got big enough." Oros kneeled down beside Violet. She didn’t make eye contact with her, instead choosing to speak at something in the distance. ”But my absolute favorites are the ones in genus Glyptapanteles! It’s really interesting how they work. First they find a caterpillar and inject eighty or so eggs directly into their flesh. As soon as those eggs hatch the larva begin feeding on the host. But they are very careful about it. They don’t eat any of the hosts organs, and avoid anything that might cause them to bleed internally. And once they’ve matured…"

Several larva bored out of her body. Each one rocking her in the direction it emerged from. They were roughly half the size of her forearm and they came out flailing like tentacles. Not only that, but they came out everywhere. They spilled out her sleeves, wrestled their way past her shirt collar, and her pantyhose filled with them as they left. Oddly, not a spec of Violet’s blood had been spilled.

”The paralysis should be wearing off soon." Oros picked up one of the larva and cradled it in her arms. ”They don’t even harm the host when they depart. In fact, the host helps protect the larva after they’ve emerged. The caterpillar sprays them with silk webbing and protects them from predators. It’s almost like they’ve become a parent to the young wasps." She ruffled her nose. ”We’ll skip silk weaving. This is already starting to feel like some weird fetish shit, isn’t it?"

Violet couldn’t help but whimper in pain as the larva churned around inside her spasming body, Oros’s ramblings barely registering in her horrified mind. Then they began bursting out of her, and her whimpers turned to screams. She should have been used to such anguish by now, especially after having caustic boils and shards of jagged crystal erupt from her flesh, but this was something altogether different, and substantially more disgusting… 
 
It took every ounce of of her strength to keep from vomiting, but somehow she managed. Perhaps it was the “paralysis” Oros had mentioned? In any case, once the last of the seemingly countless larva had emerged, Violet’s exhausted body collapsed in a sweaty heap.
 
“S-S-o… y-you… w-want to… p-play house… i-is that it?” she asked between ragged gasps for breath, her pained voice still filled with fierce determination. “F-Fine… by me…”

”Glad you know you’re mine." She patted Violet’s head.  ”You were wasted on Penny anyway. I mean look at you! You’re all tough and stuff. I really hope it holds out."
 
One of the larva slithered out of Violet’s panty hose and onto her stomach. The flesh colored creature was still expanding, and it wasn’t long until it was  larger than her stomach. Then with a pop, the larva split down the middle. Then it cried like a baby.
 
”Our first kid!" Oros reached into the husk of the larva and pulled out a baby girl. ”Look! She has your eyes, and my hair!” Oros held the baby in front of Violet.  ”What do you want to name her?”
 
Strangely, Violet seemed completely unbothered by the “birth” that had just taken place on her stomach. In fact, after slowly getting up into a sitting position, her mouth curled into a smirk. “How about… Amanda?
 
At that, the child vanished from Oros’s grasp in a burst of lavender energy, before reappearing at Violet’s side, where she grew into a perfect copy of Amanda’s magical girl form, her pastel-colored outfit materializing in a swirl of glowing particles.
 
“I should actually thank you, Oros,” Violet told the psychotic beast girl as Amanda helped her to her feet. “Because of you, I now know what this place truly is, and I just realized that the only power it can ever have over me is what I choose to allow it to have. I may not be able to transform out there, but I am still Magical Dream Princess, and that means, in here, I make the rules!”
 
With a flash of obnoxiously pink light, the heiress assumed her magical girl form, her cute wand raised to point at Oros. Or rather, behind her…
 
“Rule number wumber onesie~!” Violet declared, holding up a single finger high above her head. “Penny Wenny’s always walways in my heart, so she’s, like, always walways in my dreamy weamies, too~! (giggle!) In facty wacty, she’s right over theresie~!”
 
Turning around, Oros was met with a fist striking her with enough force to cave her face in, although she would only suffer the injuries someone in a whimsical cartoon might. And while such an attack would normally send her flying, Penny was stomping down on one of her feet, pinning her in place so that the mechanical monarch could keep pummeling her with a barrage of blows, as if she was some comical punching bag. 
 
“Rule number wumber twosie~!” the transformed heiress continued, holding out two fingers to form a peace sign. “Meanie weanie heads aren’t allowed in my dreamy weamies, so, like, it’s timey wimey for you to go bye bye~! (giggle!)”
 
No sooner had the annoyingly cheerful and high-pitched words left the whimsical girl’s mouth, than Penny released Oros’s foot and sent her flying off into the distance.
 
“Bye bye~!” Violet called out, while waving to the rapidly departing Oros, who was soon little more than a twinkling star on the far horizon. “Wowie zowie~! She looks so pretty witty nowie~! (giggle!)” the whimsical heiress observed with a delighted smile as she leaned forward on her tiptoes and placed a hand over her eyes to get a better look at the newest addition to the dream world’s firmament.
 
“And finally winally, rule number wumber threesie~!” Violet cheered, striking a cute pose and holding up three fingers. “All of my dreamy weamies always walways have a happy wappy ending wending~! (giggle!)” 

After gleefully bouncing up and down a few times, she wrapped her best friend and girlfriend up in a big hug, while continuing to giggle with delight. “Like, thankie wankies for all the helpy welpy~!” Violet told them with a bright smile. “I wuv you both soooo muchy wuchy, and, like, having you as friendy wendies makes me sooo super duper happy wappy~! (giggle!) Like, I know you aren’t realsie,” she added, sobering slightly. “But, like, even weven if you aren’t actually wactually heresie, you’re both still with me in heresie~!” she declared, placing a hand over her heart. “And, like, that’s all that really matter watters~! (giggle!)”

With that, she gave her two favorite people one final embrace, before allowing the dream world to fade away. Empowered by the strength of her friends, Violet was confident that she would be able to face whatever new horrors awaited her. Indeed, despite all its unpleasantness, this experience had imparted many valuable lessons. Yes, it would truly be a nightmare to remember...


Fortunately, finding out exactly where on the campus Tsubasa and her army of Pageless were attacking wasn’t particularly difficult. You simply had to head towards the source of the terrified screams…

Arriving at the cafeteria, Olivia, Xolys, and (presumably) Suzuya were greeted with the distressing sight of dozens of students fleeing from the building with a tide of Pageless hard on their heels. At least one pair hadn’t been fast enough, and now a cluster of Pageless was dragging them to the ground. With an inhuman roar, Xolys opened his lamprey-like maw and unleashed a swirling blast of unreality at the Pageless, while simultaneously sending two tentacles darting out to wrap tightly around both students and pull them to safety.

“O-Oh, darling…!” Olivia gasped, elegant hands covering her mouth and azure eyes wide with stunned horror as she noticed the dark auras emanating from several of the rescued girls’ Grimoires. “T-This is absolutely awful!”

If the masked maiden herself wished to risk whatever corrupting influence such an invasive process as combining Pageless and Grimoire would engender, that was one thing, but forcing it upon others against their will? That was simply intolerable. It went against everything Olivia believed. Indeed, it was no less dreadful to the azure-clad beauty than when her own family had attempted to forbid her from pursuing her myriad interests just because they thought their preferences were the correct ones. It made her sick.

“Attacking innocent students… Forcibly fusing Pageless with their Grimoires… W-Why would Miss Tsubasa do something like this?!” the fairest of maidens asked her eldritch consort, tears streaming down her lovely face.

“I believe we are seeing the effects of her single-minded fanaticism,” Xolys replied. “If one’s conviction in their own righteousness is strong enough, then they can rationalize virtually any course of action. I fear Miss Tsubasa is not acting out of any malice or ill-will towards these students, but rather a genuine belief that she is actually helping them. Which makes dealing with her all the more difficult,” he added grimly. “If not impossible…”

As he spoke, the Master of Xhar’doth waded into the flood of Pageless and began the process of eliminating them as swiftly as possible. Some were impaled upon spiked tendrils. Others were rent asunder by eldritch energies, or massive, clawed hands, while yet more were sliced apart in a whirlwind of scythed appendages, like vegetables in a blender. Yet on they came, heedless of the eldritch beast’s carnage, as if there truly was no end to them.

Some might have found this troubling, but not Olivia. No, her attention was firmly fixed on where Tsubasa was engaging Tesni in a duel. The masked maiden seemed entirely unconcerned by anything, neither the horrors occurring around her, nor even the vicious attacks of Dynasty Queen upon her person. Perhaps her bond with the Pageless had stripped her of her emotions, or perhaps she simply didn’t care. Either way, Olivia knew she couldn’t remain silent. She had to at least try to get through to her. It was really all she could do…

“Miss Tsubasa!” the blonde beauty called, her anguished, yet still melodious voice ringing out through the clamorous chaos surrounding them. “Please stop this! Can you not see that you’re hurting them?!”, she added, gesturing to where several students writhed on the ground, their bodies enveloped by dark auras. “I thought you wanted to help Magical Girls, not harm them!”


Ashely watched with grim satisfaction as her twin glowing projectiles impacted Justin’s chest, even as Leroux’s own melody burst apart the vampire’s blood-enhanced arm. However, satisfaction rapidly turned to horror as the Knight of Tomorrow saw that her foe’s heart was still intact, suspended in the gaping hole where the vampire’s torso had been and protected by a hastily erected blood barrier. But while her attack may have failed to end the vampire’s unholy life, it had succeeded in getting his attention…

Turning his pitch black eye sockets upon her, Justin advanced, a wedge of blood forming before him, while twin nets of crimson amassed at his sides, primed to sandwich the high-tech heroine in a world of pain. Well, even greater pain than she was already experiencing…

Ashely’s agony was nearly unbearable.

Acid ate into her flesh, boils erupted across her skin, and now chunks of hail were beginning to pummel her already battered body. Every nerve ending screamed at her to seek cover from the savage onslaught and healing from its ravages.

Yet Ashley could not move.

An enraged vampire lord was baring down upon her with more than enough strength to end her feeble life. Every self preservation instinct in her brain screamed at her to flee before such an unstoppable and inevitably fatal assault.

Yet Ashley could not move.

The vile monster who had so flippantly taken the life of her teammate, her friend, stood before her. Her soul screamed for her to crush his disgusting heart in her bare hands.

Yet Ashley still could not move.

Transfixed by the vampire’s baleful gaze, Ashley could neither flee from her opponent, nor charge to meet him. But that did not mean she could not fight him…

Though frozen in place, her arm was still extended, her techno-wand still aimed at the small slit in the crimson barrier through which Justin continued to violate her with his blasphemous vision.

Perhaps she should have tried to protect herself with a defensive melody, but then, that would, at best, only stop the first attack, would merely delay the inevitable. The vampire’s attack would never come if he ceased to exist, and Ashley’s hatred would allow no other course of action to be taken.

Die, damn you… she commanded, while firing two quick shots, just as before, but this time, directly between what passed for the abomination’s eyes…

Just. Fucking. DIE!!!



18 | Female | GEMINI | Vision of Tomorrow
Implements of Tomorrow | Wand, Shield | Arcane | Tune of Tomorrow
Raiment of Tomorrow | Stride of Tomorrow
Light of Tomorrow | Light | Power of Tomorrow
PRO-TEK 4000 Defensive Surgery Implement | Kevlar Coat, Kevlar Padding, Clip Light
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Heal (6), Major Heal (18), AoE (2), Powerful (0), Piercing (2)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | 750

[Silver Projectile][Damage X] = -90 mana

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: B | 162
I was initially thinking that at least some of the students (Olivia included) would have visited Drossel over the time skip, but I suppose we can pass it off by saying they were too busy practicing their teamwork.

Also, Mika is an abomination and needs to be destroyed.


Even with all the various defensive measures Ashley had in place, the foes arrayed against her were far too numerous to completely repel. The Knight of Tomorrow ground her teeth in annoyance as her anti-gravity buzzsaw became embedded in, and subsequently engulfed by, the increasingly growing mass of blood tendrils, even as a shot from Pac’s laser pistol shattered the protective aura around her body. A swarm of buzzing flies was also assailing her from every angle, and despite her efforts to blast, block, or bat them aside, it was inevitable that one would eventually reach her body. Landing on her back, it disgorged a stream of acid onto her shoulder. Ashley hissed in pain as the corrosive spray ate into her flesh, but even as anguished tears streamed down her bloody cheeks, the high-tech heroine remained fiercely fixated on her goal…

A moment later, a swift blur of motion gave evidence of Leroux’s rescue, and its continued path toward Pac meant that the gamer girl would have significantly more pressing concerns to deal with than taking shots at Ashley. Thus, the Knight of Tomorrow joined her rescued teammate in her attack upon Justin. However, while the armored agent took the literal high ground, Ashley would come at their foe from a decidedly lower path. Moving to take cover behind one of the wrecked cars, the high-tech heroine finally caught sight of vampire once more. Even through the crimson downpour, she could see that his body had been utterly ravaged, and Ashley only hoped his injuries felt as painful as they looked…

And you’re going to be feeling a lot worse, you fucking monster…

Justin’s attention was fixed on Leroux, while his blood barrier remained focused on Samuel. Ashley herself had yet to be seen… Her skin had begun to itch from the rapidly spreading boils, but the young agent didn’t care. Her foe was in her sights, and that was all that mattered. Her pain only sharpened her focus, only accentuated her desire to see Justin experience even greater agony. From her place of concealment, the Knight of Tomorrow crouched down, braced herself against the car for added stability, and fired off two orbs of neon green annihilation in quick succession. The first came via a melody. The second, more powerful, bolt originated directly from her techno-wand itself. Both were aimed at the vampire’s now-exposed heart…



18 | Female | GEMINI | Vision of Tomorrow
Implements of Tomorrow | Wand, Shield | Arcane | Tune of Tomorrow
Raiment of Tomorrow | Stride of Tomorrow
Light of Tomorrow | Light | Power of Tomorrow
PRO-TEK 4000 Defensive Surgery Implement | Kevlar Coat, Kevlar Padding, Clip Light
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Heal (6), Major Heal (18), AoE (2), Powerful (0), Piercing (2)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | 750

[Silver Projectile][Damage X] = -90 mana

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: B | 252


“Opposition…?” Olivia echoed, a frown once more marring her otherwise lovely visage.

Now that she was paying attention, it seemed as though Tsubasa wanted them to surrender their Grimoires to the Pageless, at least if what the wolf-girl was saying was anything to go by. This was more than a little distressing to Olivia, as it would essentially mean throwing away the only thing connecting her to her darling Xolys! No, it was absolutely unthinkable! However, when Lupin went on to suggest that Tsubasa feed the Pageless her own Grimoire, the masked maiden gave a very surprising response…

Manifesting her Grimoire for all to see, Tsubasa revealed that, instead of feeding it to the Pageless, she had somehow fused a Pageless to the enchanted tome itself, thus creating a strange hybrid. Indeed, even as she displayed the increasingly dark, twisted, and admittedly rather cool pages of her now-expanded Grimoire, the masked maiden explained that this was the path to domesticating the Pageless, to making them docile and controllable, like the swarm arrayed behind her.

But… Is that really safe…? Olivia found herself wondering.

The Pageless were fascinating, cute, and, in more than a few cases, utterly adorable, but they were still fearsome monsters who both preyed upon innocent people and consumed their stories. Even if this new technique Tsubasa had developed would provide the Pageless with an alternate food source, the source in question seemed to be none other than the soul of whoever was bound to the Grimoire they had been fused to. Or, perhaps more precisely, the bond that soul shared with it. Tsubasa might have been more than willing to make such a sacrifice, but Olivia was far less eager to do so. While she had often pondered how enjoyable it might be to have a Pageless for a pet, having one feed on, and more than likely corrupt, the bond she shared with her beloved Xolys was an entirely different matter. It was perfectly fine to let a pet cuddle with you in bed, for instance, but only if you knew it was housebroken. Otherwise, you’d have quite the messy situation on your hands, to say nothing of what might happen if said “pet” was actually a wild animal who wanted to kill and eat you…

As it transpired, such questions would have to remain unanswered, at least for the time being. With a sudden, dramatic darkening of their surroundings, Tsubasa revealed that Ozma had indeed been correct. The figure before them was simply one of the masked maiden’s celestial attendants, through whom she was projecting her voice, a voice which now noted that she would be providing a similar “sales pitch” to the students at Marrywell.

And that there was a murderer among them…

This revelation definitely got Olivia’s attention. It was just like something out of a murder mystery, and she had always enjoyed a good murder mystery. Edgar Allen Poe, one of her favorite writers, was considered to be the father of the modern detective story, after all, and so it wasn’t particularly surprising that Olivia found the prospect of taking part in a real life mystery to be quite exciting. Of course, all those hopes were dashed a moment later when Tsubasa revealed that the alluded to murderer was, in fact, none other than Ozma…

Ozma…? A murderer?

It was a shocking revelation, to be sure, but then, perhaps Tsubasa was equating the slaying of Pageless to murder? Although, if that was the case, then every Magical Girl would be a murderer, if not a full-fledged serial killer. Regardless, there were obviously far more immediate concerns to worry about, namely the impenetrable cloak of darkness which now thoroughly blanketed the mall. Xolys had just begun to kindle his eldritch flames in an effort to provide some illumination, when Suzuya rendered such action moot. Firing a flaming bolt at the art supply shop in front of which Tsubasa’s attendant had just been standing, the fox girl’s projectile swiftly ignited the flammable contents within, creating a rather impressive blaze. The conflagration’s warm glow revealed that the attendant had vanished, along with seemingly every last one of the gathered Pageless…

S-She couldn’t have taken them all to Marrywell… Could she…? Olivia wondered as she peeked over Xolys’s enormous shielding hand, the heat of the blaze so intense she could feel it on her fair skin.

While it was becoming increasingly hard to justify Tsubasa’s actions, the azure-clad beauty still found it hard to believe the masked maiden would go so far as to purposefully endanger innocent students. And yet, that seemed to be what she was doing now, as a dark power made its presence felt. Growing steadily stronger with each passing second, its source was obvious to everyone present, even Olivia. An Apex Pageless was drawing nearer and would soon be in their midst.

As the de facto leader of their “strike force”, Ozma wasted no time in giving orders, even as she worked to dispel Tsubasa’s dark barrier. All the students were to follow Valeria back to the school, while Maria dealt with the Apex Pageless, a foe who was just now coming into view…

“Goodness!” Olivia gasped, her eyes going wide. “He’s so very imposing, especially with those menacing horns! And I just love his big, spiky lantern!” the Ethereal Rose added, her eyes sparkling with wonder, before sobering slightly and turning to look up at her eldritch consort. “Oh, but don’t worry darling,” she hastened to reassure the monstrous beast. “You’re far more menacing than he could ever be! In fact, I’m sure you could defeat him with twelve tendrils tied behind your back!”

“Your high opinion of my prowess in combat is most gratifying to hear, my sweet Rose,” the Master of Xhar’doth replied fondly. “But I believe it would not be prudent to put it to the test at the present juncture. Come, my dearest,” Xolys added as he hurried along after Valeria’s limo. “I fear our fellow students at Marrywell have far more urgent need of our abilities…”

Indeed, the Master of Xhar’doth had a dreadful feeling he knew exactly what Moonlight Tsubasa was planning, and he only hoped they would arrive in time to stop it, before it came to frightening fruition…


Thankfully, Ashley’s melody succeeded in both finding its target and apparently freeing her from the vampire’s insidious mystic grasp. However, the Knight of Tomorrow wouldn’t have long at all to celebrate this minor victory. While Binky’s buzzsaw was keeping the blood tendrils at bay, the crimson sphere they emanated from was growing larger by the second, to the point that it was now almost completely blocking her view of the far side of the street. Something would have to be done about this, but before any action could be taken, a loud crash announced the collapse of Gunther’s “car-mecha”. Turning her attention to the site of impact, Ashley saw Leroux inside one of the cars, entangled with Pac, mere moments before an almighty thunderbolt fell from the heavens to smite the already battered vehicle.

“Leroux!” Ashley gasped, fearing that she had lost yet another teammate mere seconds after the first.

Miraculously, the armored agent and her brainwashed passenger both appeared to have survived the lightning strike, but Pac was clearly in better shape. Pushing Leroux off her, the arcade game themed esper jumped out of the wrecked car and fired a series of energy bolts at Ashley. Lowering herself down to one knee in an effort to avoid becoming the target of any future lightning strikes, the high-tech heroine raised her energy shield to block the incoming fire, while snapping off a blast from her techno-wand at the blood tendrils, which had now redirected their attention to the car Leroux was still trapped inside. As a further defense against the myriad threats assailing her, the Knight of Tomorrow also employed a melody to sheath herself in a neon green energy barrier.

As all this was taking place, Justin had abandoned Gale for a target on the far side of the pile of wrecked vehicles. By a quick process of elimination, Ashley realized his new opponent had to be Silhouette, but that knowledge paled before the fact that Justin was now within reach…

“Gale!” Ashley called to the bluenette. “Get Leroux out of that car!”

The high-tech heroine knew that with an enchanted buzzsaw orbiting around her she would be unable to make such a rescue attempt herself, and she did not wish to directly engage a brainwashed victim like Pac. Instead, she would carefully make her way towards Justin’s position. With luck, she could take the vampire unawares amidst the chaos of battle. Then she would teach him the true meaning of suffering…



18 | Female | GEMINI | Vision of Tomorrow
Implements of Tomorrow | Wand, Shield | Arcane | Tune of Tomorrow
Raiment of Tomorrow | Stride of Tomorrow
Light of Tomorrow | Light | Power of Tomorrow
PRO-TEK 4000 Defensive Surgery Implement | Kevlar Coat, Kevlar Padding, Clip Light
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Heal (6), Major Heal (18), AoE (2), Powerful (0), Piercing (2)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | 750

[Silver Self][Shield] = -48 mana

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: B | 342






“U-Ummm… M-My m-magic d-doesn’t really w-work like t-that…” Connie replied in answer to Lily’s inquiry, the mouth of her mask drooping into a frown, while her trembling hands nervously fidgeted with her long hair. “S-Sorry…” she added softly.

“It’s all right, little sister,” Gaia reassured her. “We can concern ourselves with awakening the town’s inhabitants later,” she added. “Right now, our primary goal should be to keep them safe until then.”

In fact, it seemed as if Penny and Mayra had already set off to do just that. Hardly surprising, all things considered. Moving to join them, Connie, Gaia, and the Angel of Hope made their way to a three-story building directly behind one of Annabell’s giant sunflowers. While Gaia and Connie ascended to the rooftop via a beanstalk the former had conjured, the Angel simply glided up through the use of her radiant wings. Once there, the heavenly maiden was greeted with a rather alarming sight…

“Good heavens!” she gasped.

In the fields below them, Mayra’s enthusiastic elimination of the invading forces had sparked a fire that was now spreading perilously close to the line of sunflowers protecting the town.

Fucking careless idiot… As if telling everyone my real name wasn’t bad enough…

Indeed, the Angel had been unable to hide her momentary shock when the draconic girl had called her “Angela”, nearly petrified at the thought of this chaotic creature knowing her true identity, but she had quickly recovered. It was just an ironic and unfortunate coincidence that “Angel” and “Angela” sounded so similar, and it was just the draconic dimwit’s infuriating insistence to ignore every instruction given to her that had created this unpleasant turn of events, nothing more. That said, the Angel had endeavored to keep her interactions with the scaly pyromanic as limited as possible, something the current situation was making rather difficult…

“Fear not, verdant champion!” the Angel told Gaia, who seemed visibly distressed by the encroaching blaze. “You have this humble servant’s solemn vow that no harm shall come to these most splendid sunflowers!”

Stretching out her glowing staff, the angelic beauty conjured a shimmering wall between the massive sunflowers and the encroaching flames.

There, that should save those overgrown weeds from that moron’s fire. Now, let’s see what kinda offense these two losers can dish out…

“My most sincere thanks for the assistance,” Gaia told the Angel with an appreciative smile. Although it pained her to see the fields go up in flames, she knew that periodic fires were regrettable necessities for healthy plant growth. The trampling of those plants under boot and tread, however, was a different matter entirely, and one the Daughter of Mother Earth would now set to addressing…

Stepping up to the giant sunflower, the botanical beauty placed an affectionate hand upon its stalk. “You have been doing such a splendid job of keeping this town safe,” she told the plant warmly. “Please allow me to bestow Mother’s blessing upon you to assist your most noble efforts.”

Closing her eyes, the verdant maiden sent a torrent of life energy flooding into the towering plant, filling it with renewed strength and causing several of its oversized leaves to morph into mighty cobs of corn. These promptly launched themselves at the attacking army like a volley of missiles, particularly concentrating on taking out the invaders’ armored vehicles. As the emerald energy surged outwards like a network of mystical roots, it worked a similar change on each of the other sunflowers as well, and soon volleys of glowing corncobs filled the air. Not content with that, Gaia summoned Nature’s Blossom and waved the staff over the fields surrounding Bolorton (or at least the parts that weren’t on fire).

“To those who would desecrate this pristine farmland, know that Gaia, Daughter of Mother Earth, shall not abide your atrocities to continue even a moment longer!”

Sending out a burst of life-giving magic, the botanical beauty watched with satisfaction as a multitude of thorny vines sprung out of the soil to wrap tightly around infantry and vehicle alike, while rows of cornstalks disgorged dozens of smaller corn cob missiles, like some botanical VLS array. Other invaders succumbed to clouds of toxic spores, were peppered by peashooter barrages, or simply swallowed whole by monstrous Venus-flytraps. Of course, the attacking force was vast, and so large swaths of the enemy remained unengaged, although that would not remain the case for much longer…

“Okay, little sister,” Gaia told her masked friend. “I believe it is now your turn.”

“R-Right!” Connie replied with all confidence as she could muster.

Taking a deep breath to both focus herself, and calm her racing heart, the timid girl closed the eyes of her mask and raised a hand towards a large concentration of soldiers, far removed from Penny, Mayra, or Gaia’s myriad mystically enhanced plants. In front of her trembling palm, a churning vortex of dark nightmare energy grew ever larger, until it was expelled as a massive, crackling wave. Racing across the fields, it washed over the invaders by the dozen, filling their minds with the most horrific visions their tortured imaginations could possibly conceive. In particularly extreme cases, these unspeakable horrors might even be made manifest in the waking world as well, their phantasmal forms solidifying into very palpable threats…

Flinching as she listened to the terrified screams of her spell’s victims, Connie kept her eyes closed and her head turned away from the harrowing scene playing out in the distant fields. She knew that these people had launched an unprovoked attack on a peaceful town, but that knowledge did little to keep her kind heart from aching at their current plight. As she did her best to block out the soldiers anguished cries, Connie couldn’t help but replay Lily’s hopeful inquiry in her mind…

S-She wanted me to help them, was counting on me to be able to do something… B-But all I can do is this! A-All I can do is make people suffer… Giving voice to a sorrow-filled sigh, a small, black tear slid down the stark, white cheek of her mask. I-If only Magical Dream Princess were here… I’m sure she’d be able to help those people wake up…

In fact, now that she thought about it, it was actually rather strange that the whimsical girl hadn’t joined them. Surely she had gotten Lily’s text, and it was late enough for her to be finished with work.

Maybe she had a late meeting… Connie mused. Or did she decide to stay back in Penrose in case there was another monster attack?

Whatever the reason, or whatever the trouble, the timid girl was sure her incredibly strong and talented friend would be more than up to the task.





* * *

Chapter One- The Queen and I


* * *


She had failed.

She had died.

But then, why did she still hurt?

Her entire body felt incredibly sore.

She couldn’t seem to move any of her limbs.

And yet…

I-I’m still alive…?

“W-What happened to me…?” Violet asked groggily as she struggled to open her aching eyes. “W-Where am I…?”

“Ah, you’re finally awake…”

Violet’s blurry vision slowly cleared to reveal a scrawny girl in an oversized lab coat. Her mouth was curved in a sadistic grin, while her eyes were covered by a pair of goggles with glowing lenses, and her voluminous, dark hair was styled like an explosion, similar to that of Albert Einstein. Behind her was a bizarre biomechanical technomantic tangle of ultratech machinery, which whirred, bubbled, glowed, crackled and hummed, as the various inconceivable devices carried out their unimaginable functions.

“To answer your questions, you just got the sparkly shit beat out of you by some of my creations, Teams Primus and Secundus of Phase Two, to be specific, and you’re currently residing in my Lab. As for who I am, well, you probably don’t remember me, so I suppose I should⏤”

“I have a photographic memory,” Violet noted, cutting her off. “Of course I remember you. You’re Nykannis.”

Doctor Nykannis!” The goggle-wearing young woman corrected pointedly. “Queen of the Mad Scientists!”

“I must say, you look somewhat different from how I remember you,” Violet added, choosing to ignore her captor’s little outburst.

“Yes, well, seeing as I have a guest, I figured I should make myself a bit more presentable,” Nykannis explained.

“In that case, perhaps I should do the same,” Violet replied, closing her eyes and preparing to speak her incantation.

“Nice try, Princess,” Nykannis sneered. “But you won’t be transforming or using any of your magic as long as you’re in my Hyperphasic Transdimensional Quantum Focused Nullification Field!” the mad scientist declared, before giving voice to a deranged cackle. “Nyahahaha!”

“Is that supposed to sound impressive?” Violet asked snidely. “As far as I’m concerned, it’s just a collection of meaningless words strung together.”

Violet knew she was in trouble. She couldn’t transform, couldn’t even move, but she also knew she couldn’t show the fear she felt. She had to keep up her arrogant and composed facade, no matter how desperate her situation seemed. Besides, the young heiress was far too proud to allow herself to be seen in such a pitiful state, especially by someone like Nykannis. And perhaps, by infuriating her captor enough, she could get the mad scientist to slip up at a critical moment, granting her the chance to escape. It was a long shot, to be sure, but it was also all she had at the moment, and she would be an idiot not to at least attempt it.

“I wouldn’t expect a simple-minded moron like you to understand such things, even if you are supposed to be a genius by this world’s standards,” Nykannis was saying. “But you don’t need to understand the results of my genius to experience their effects,” she added with a smirk. Pressing a key on her holographic display, the mad scientist grinned as Violet’s energy bindings tightened considerably, while sprouting tiny spikes which dug into her flesh.

The young heiress winced in pain, but didn’t give her captor the satisfaction of crying out.

“Well, this is certainly unpleasant,” Violet observed through gritted teeth. “But if you are trying to simulate Karen’s hugs, you leave a lot to be desired.”

“Karen only wishes she could hold you as well as that can,” Nykannis shot back. “Unlike her little ‘hugs’, you won’t be getting out of there any time soon.”

“And why did you bring me here?” Violet inquired. “I cannot imagine your employer would be very pleased if he learned that you were holding me against my will, to say nothing of my father. And Penny.

“Oh, I’m well aware of how detrimental it would be to my continued existence if anyone were to ever discover what I’m doing to you here,” Nykannis replied. “Not to mention what I’ve already done… Thankfully, no one will ever know! And that includes you. See, once I’ve finished having my fun, I’ll be giving you a complete omni-spectrum mind wipe,” she explained. “It does kinda suck that you won’t remember a single aspect of what I hope will be the most hellish experience of your life,” she continued. “But at least I’ll still remember, and I think that’s the most important thing. And the reason you’re here is obviously for revenge!” the Monarch of Mad Science added. “You broke into my facility, disrupted my work, and, even more unforgivably, you annoyed and humiliated ME!!! Did you honestly believe after doing ALL THAT there wouldn’t be ANY repercussions?!”

“Do you honestly believe that keeping me here for any significant period of time won’t attract anyone’s attention?” Violet countered. “I would have thought someone of your supposed intellectual prowess wouldn’t be foolish enough to think that the mysterious disappearance of a prominent individual such as myself would simply go unnoticed.”

“Of course not,” Nykannis snapped. That’s why I’ve placed you in a very special part of my Lab,” the Monarch of Mad Science added with a grin. “A part that’s fully encased in a time dilation field! Nyahahaha! Five days in here is five seconds out there,” she explained. “So we’ll have plenty of time to have all sorts of fun together… Starting with THIS!!! she declared, pulling an oversized weapon out of a crackling tear in the dimensional fabric. “Behold! My Negaphasic Numinospheric Nightmare Cannon! Nyahahahaha!”

Despite her attempts to maintain her dismissive facade, Violet’s eyes widened in horror as she beheld the mad scientist’s highly unnerving weapon. Its amorphous, midnight black form seemed to shift into spines, tendrils, and wickedly sharp teeth, while its barrel was set in the mouth of a face whose chalk-white skin was slit by inky black cuts and pulsating veins. The mouth itself was frozen in an anguished scream, most likely in response to the spikes of darkest obsidian, which protruded from its forehead. The eyes were opened impossibly wide and filled with mind-numbing terror. Indeed, those horrific orbs shuddered and bulged with such intensity, it seemed as though they would burst apart in a shower of gore at any moment. However, the most starkly terrifying thing about that distorted, nightmarish visage was that its identity was known to the young heiress. At one moment, it appeared to be her own face, first as her mundane self, then as Magical Dream Princess. The next, it was the faces of her father and Amanda, then the face of Penny

“Whatdaya think, Princess?!” Nykannis inquired with an eager grin. “Just looking at it makes ya wanna piss yourself, right?! And see how it’s trying to eat my arm?!” she asked, pointing to where the liquified back of the eldritch weapon was smashing itself against the energy shield coating the mad scientist’s skin like a wave against a sea wall. “If I didn’t have my defenses cranked up to the max, this thing’d literally eat me alive! Nyahahaha! Just imagine the POWER it contains!” the mad scientist gushed before sobering slightly. “As you might be able to guess, I developed this guy after studying your friend’s nightmare magic, though why you’d be friends with the servant of your patron’s arch nemesis is beyond me.”

“She doesn’t serve the Lord of Nightmares by choice,” Violet shot back, trying to regain some of her composure. “And I will do everything in my power to see her freed from its vile clutches.”

“Yeah? Well, good luck with that, Nykannis sneered. “Heh, maybe this little guy will give you a taste of just what’ll happen to you when you try and fail miserably! she added, before giving voice to another peal of maniacal laughter as she charged up the eldritch weapon. “Oh, and don’t worry,” the Mad Scientist Supreme reassured her prisoner/test subject. “Even if your mind gets completely torn to shreds, I’ll just put ya back together, good as new! That way, we can do this ALL OVER AGAIN!!! NYAHAHAHA!!!”

There was a burst of horrific, mind-melting energy as the cackling Nykannis fired her warped weapon.

An instant later, and Violet’s world was consumed by the most suffocating darkness imaginable…


As it transpired, Ashley’s plan worked, up to a point. The point in question being how far through Justin’s defenses her twin attacks would penetrate. Instead of grievously wounding the vampire, they hadn’t even managed to scratch his skin. However, they did succeed in providing an opening for Gale to strike through, one which the bluenette took full advantage of, racing through the air to plunge her dagger into Justin’s chest. Unfortunately, Ashley wouldn’t witness the results of this strike. She had far more immediate concerns to deal with…

“Gaah!” the high-tech heroine cried as the various frogs clinging to her body detonated one after another. While her outfit’s defenses prevented her from being seriously injured, it still hurt like hell. It was only the mixture of hatred, fury, and raw adrenaline surging through her body that kept her focused. This was quite fortunate, seeing that Justin’s blood tendrils were even now wrapping themselves around her forearm and seeking to pull her off the roof…

“I don’t think so!” the Knight of Tomorrow snarled as she activated her contingency for just this situation.

From out of a hidden chamber on her ultratech gauntlet shot a glowing buzzsaw, which rapidly grew in size and began swiftly circling the high-tech heroine. With luck, it would slice through the crimson tendrils ensnaring her as well as the swarms of flies now descending from the storm-wracked skies above (or at least the largest of their number). In the small reprieve this would hopefully grant, Ashley would see that Justin now held Gale in his clutches. The coward had positioned her so as to shield him from further attack, but that wasn’t all. Gale also appeared to be paralyzed. As an agent of G.E.M.I.N.I., the Knight of Tomorrow had access to a wealth of information concerning various types of monsters, and in her studies she had discovered that vampires were known to possess the ability to transfix opponents, rendering them utterly helpless.

Well, we’ll just see about that…

Once again, glowing particles of neon green energy coalesced between the prongs of Ashley’s techno-wand, the gleaming sphere set between them shining with ever-increasing brilliance as yet more power was added to the nascent melody. As soon as it had reached it’s full potential, the high-tech heroine fired the ensuing beam at her blue-haired ally. She only hoped it would be strong enough to free the young woman from Justin’s sinister enchantment…



18 | Female | GEMINI | Vision of Tomorrow
Implements of Tomorrow | Wand, Shield | Arcane | Tune of Tomorrow
Raiment of Tomorrow | Stride of Tomorrow
Light of Tomorrow | Light | Power of Tomorrow
PRO-TEK 4000 Defensive Surgery Implement | Kevlar Coat, Kevlar Padding, Clip Light
[Reveal (2), Purity (4)], Damage (2), Damage X (6), Shield (4), Reflect (4), Heal (6), Major Heal (18), AoE (2), Powerful (0), Piercing (2)

DAMAGE: B | SPEED: E | SENTINEL: C | 750

[Bronze Self][Dynamo][Damage X][Piercing]

[Silver Beam][Powerful][Purity] = -84 mana

PHYSICAL: E | ARCANE: C | CHAOS: B | 390


Shortly before Wonderland began its invasion of Bolorton, a whimsical figure was cheerfully skipping her way across the Penrose skyline, singing a sickeningly saccharine tune as she went.

“Da da da dada da da da da da~!
Mag-ical Dream Princess~!
Magic Wagic Dream Princess~!
She’ll helpy welpy to~!
Make all your dreams come true~!
Yay~!”


Jumping up in the air with her arms spread wide, colorful fireworks and bursts of sparkling glitter exploded around her.

“Like, Magical Dream Princess thinkie winkies making up songy wongies is, like, soooo super duper funsie wunsie~! (giggle!)” the whimsical girl declared with a smile of innocent delight. Standing on her tiptoes at the edge of the rooftop, she placed a hand above her eyes and gazed out in childish wonderment at the cityscape beyond. “And, like, she just wuvs looking at all of Penrose Wenrose’s pretty witty lighty wighties at nighty night timey wimey~! (giggle!) Ooooh~! Wowie zowie~!” she exclaimed, her eyes and smile growing even wider as something caught her ADHD-addled brain’s painfully limited attention. “Like, there’s even weven a helicopter wopter up topper~! (giggle!) Hiiii, Mister Wister Helicopter Wopter~! (giggle!)” she called out, while waving at it enthusiastically.

However, a moment later, the vehicle seemed to wink out of existence, along with the lights of the city and the last rays of the setting sun upon the evening clouds. Instead, the entire world seemed to be bathed in an eerie purple glow, the once vibrant landscape around her now appearing faded and washed out, as if she were viewing an imperfect copy of the world she knew.

“Huh? Like, why did Mister Wister Helicopter Wopter and all the pretty witty lighty wighties just go bye bye?” MDP inquired with a confused frown.

Her only answer would come in the form of a deafeningly loud detonation, which blinded her eyes and sent her flying backwards across the rooftop.

“Owieeee…” the whimsical girl whined as she clutched her pounding head and tried to clear her blurred vision. Squinting tear-filled eyes, she could barely make out several figures through the smoke that rose from the gaping hole in the side of the building that marked where she’d been standing. With the smoke dissipating and her vision growing less clouded with each passing second, she saw that a dozen imposing young women in ultra-tech attire were hovering above her on an equal number of glowing, yellowy-green energy discs.

“L-Like, w-who are you people weple?” MDP asked meekly as she struggled to stand on her trembling legs.

A silver-haired girl whose entire lower body seemed to be some form of multi-legged robotic scorpion glared at her with smoldering eyes for several long seconds, her mouth set in a disgusted sneer.

Finally she spoke, her voice dripping with contempt.

We are…



Before the confused MDP could utter another high-pitched syllable, the new arrivals commenced an all-out attack, unleashing a deluge of fire from an array of ultramagitech weapons. Normally, this fearsome onslaught would pose little problem for someone who could simply transmute every harmful attack into an innocuous and sickeningly cute analog, however, despite the childish girl’s attempts to manifest her dream barrier, nothing seemed to happen, her whimsical wand failing to conjure even a single glittery star or shimmering rainbow. Instead, the full, unmitigated fury of the brutal assault fell upon her without mercy.

“You’re in a Focused Nullification Field,” the robotic scorpion girl informed her coldly as a hail of bluish-purple, magenta, and green needles punctured her skin. “Your infantile magic won’t work here.”

Fountains of blood erupted as jagged crystals burst out of her bones, while dozens of glowing, seeping boils bubbled across her flesh, in some cases causing it to melt off into sickly slush. Giving voice to an anguished scream, MDP fell to the ground, arms tightly wrapped around her violently convulsing body. Bloody tears streaming from her eyes as the myriad poisons, viruses, and acids flooded her veins, she felt as though her insides were being viciously torn apart.

“Nothing personal.”

“Just following orders.”

“Speak for yourselves. I hated this bitch the moment I laid eyes on her!”

As her torment continued, MDP’s twelve assailants looked on dispassionately, while she writhed on the ground in mind-numbing agony. Small needle-equipped and poison cloud-emitting drones added to her already excruciating pain, and after a particularly violent convulsion, the tortured girl vomited up a stream of blood, before completely collapsing. At this point the seemingly endless torrent of attacks came to a halt, although for what purpose MDP was in far too much pain to even guess.

“N-No moresie…” the whimsical girl whimpered between needy gasps for breath. “P-Please no moresie… I-It h-hurts so much…” she added plaintively as she hugged her aching body. “P-Please stopy wopy…” she begged. “P-Pretty pretty please…?”

“Not feeling so good?” a girl floating in front of a blue ring etched with an intricate pattern of glowing circles and lines inquired, her voice nearly devoid of emotion. “How about listening to some music?”

With that, the girl activated her sonic weapon array, creating an ear-splitting screech and sending forth wave after wave of violent vibrations, all focused on MDP.

It was as if a trillion spikes were being driven through her brain…

“Too loudy woudy! TOO LOUDY WOUDY!!!” the poor girl screamed as she squeezed her eyes shut and pressed her hands against her bleeding ears as tightly as possible.

“Oh, come on,” the ring girl sneered. “It’s not that bad. I mean, it’s nowhere near as painful as having to listen to the sound of your voice.

Nevertheless, the girl did cease her auditory assault, granting the suffering MDP a few precious seconds’ reprieve.

“Hey, wanna play a game?” a girl whose various weapons glowed a warm orange asked in an almost amiable manner. “It’s called Murder Magical Dream Princess!” she added with a deranged peal of laughter as she and her companion unleashed twin streams of flaming acid upon MDP’s legs, the corrosive spray burning off her stockings and dissolving her skin.

“Awww… What’s the matter?” the whimsical girl’s tormentor asked in response to her agonized screams. “I thought you enjoyed playing games?”

“M-Magical Dream Princess doesn’t like this gamey wamey!” MDP cried.

“No? Too bad! the girl replied, giving voice to another peal of sadistic laughter as she launched a swarm of tiny glowing spheres from the twin metallic cones attached to her backpack. Descending upon MDP, they burned their way under her skin, before charging up to unleash a tempest of crackling lightning across her body.

“AAAAAHHH!!!” she shrieked as the torture continued, her frilly outfit and pink hair becoming badly frayed and singed.

After what seemed like an eternity of excruciating pain, the lightening barrage finally fizzled out, leaving MDP a panting, sobbing mess.

“P-Please stopy wopy…” she begged, her voice little more than a pitiful sob. “P-Pleeeeease…”

Stop? the orange girl spat as she raised a glowing energy blade. “I’m just gettin’ started!”

“That’s enough,” a soft monotone voice told her. “There needs to be something left of her for the rest of us.”

Looking up through weeping, swollen eyes, MDP saw that the voice belonged to a slender girl in a dark grey dress, beside which hovered a truly nightmarish mechanized monstrosity. Just the sight of its menacing form caused the bruised and bloody girl to begin slowly crawling backwards in an effort to put as much space as possible between herself and the technomantic terror, which even now eyed her with malevolent intent…

“Do you like my pet?” the girl in the grey dress asked in an incredibly disinterested tone, before her mouth twisted into a sadistic grin. “‘Cause he really likes you,” she added as the technomantic fish-like creature darted forward with frightening swiftness, its fanged maw opened wide.

Giving voice to a panicked cry as a surge of adrenaline raced through her broken body, MDP frantically scrambled to the far side of the rooftop. In a desperate attempt to force the techno-beast back, she smashed her ineffective wand across its head, only to watch the weapon shatter apart. Yet, by some minor miracle, she reached the edge of the roof mere moments before her nightmarish pursuer, and, with nothing else to lose, flung herself off. The technomantic terror dove after her, as did several tiny spider drones, which deployed from a second robo-scorpion girl. These exploded around her, sending fiendishly sharp molten flechettes slicing through the helpless girl’s already brutalized body.

After falling through the air for several seconds, her limp form crashed onto an old fire escape, before tumbling down it in a series of violent thuds. The poor girl was barely conscious by the time she finally reached the ground, or more precisely, the garbage dumpster she landed in. The pain was excruciating, but as she lay gasping for breath, MDP knew that she had to keep moving. Somehow, she had lost the monstrous techno-fish, but it could easily reappear at any moment. Slowly crawling her way out of the dumpster, the exhausted girl remembered her phone. Although it was probably little more than mangled scrap after the beating she had taken, there was still a slim chance she could use it to call for help. Retrieving the colorful device, she saw that it miraculously still functioned, but when she tried calling Penny, she found that it was impossible to establish a connection.

“W-Why won’t it work?” MDP whined. “I-It doesn’t look damaged wamaged…”

“You’ve been shifted to a tangental reality layer,” a cold voice told her. “So you can forget about your precious Penny Wenny coming to your rescue.”

From out of a thick cloud of nano-dust at the end of the alleyway emerged a girl in a grey hoodie with incredibly wide sleeves. Behind her hovered a sinister-looking drill-shaped drone, equipped with writhing tentacles, tipped by menacing spiked blades. Looking on in terror, MDP watched as the girl raised her arm and sent a roiling cloud of dust racing forward to completely envelop her. Quickly beginning to suffocate, the whimsical girl’s panicked gasps soon became ragged coughs, as her throat and lungs alternately felt as though they had caught on fire or were being sliced apart by countless razor sharp shards of glass. Desperately trying to escape the cloud on shaking legs, MDP ran down the alley until she came upon a door. Over and over, she slammed her already horribly injured shoulder against it as hard as she could, a cry of pain escaping her each time she did so. Although she had managed to outrun the cloud, from deep within its churning depths shot a flight of five small missile drones, their crimson optic sensors glowing with cruel intent. Finally, the door gave way, and the battered girl fell inside, collapsing in an exhausted heap on the floor.

However, she barely had time to catch her breath, before the five seeker drones darted into the structure, rapidly zeroing in on her position. Wheezing as she panted for air, MDP scrambled deeper into the darkened structure. A storage room of some kind, it was filled with row upon row of boxes and shelves, promising a chance to lose her pursuers and perhaps even find a moment’s respite from this unrelenting chain of horrors. Indeed, she realized as she frantically knocked over various boxes in an effort to at least slow down her pursuers, since these vicious attacks began, she had barely even had time to think. She had merely reacted as best she could to simply survive. Now, tucking herself away behind a large container, her bruised back pressed against the cold wall, she at last realized the full, soul-crushing hopelessness of her situation. She was utterly exhausted. Her bruised and bloody body was in absolute agony. She had already wet herself several times. She was trapped in another dimension. She was facing at least a dozen powerful adversaries. She couldn’t use her magic. No one was coming to save her…

I-I’m going to die…

A part of her desperately wanted to believe that this was all just a bad dream, merely some nightmare that would go away as soon as she woke up. Yet, with each passing second her certainty grew that everything she had experienced was all very real. In fact, now that she thought about it, it was actually surprising that she was even still alive… Her mysterious enemies were clearly able to kill her whenever they felt like, so why even allow her to live this long? With increasing dread, she realized that there was really only one possible explanation. They were toying with her, doing everything they could to extend her suffering for as long as possible. The whimsical girl had never encountered such sadistic cruelty in her life, and she couldn’t imagine why anyone would hate her so much as to inflict it upon her.

W-Why is this happening? she couldn’t help but wonder. M-Magical wagical girls are supposed to stoppy woppy the meanie weanie people weple from doing awful waful stuffy wuffy like this…

But if that were really true, if good really did always triumph over evil, then why could she do nothing? Why was she so useless? She had always believed that her magic came from her heart, her hopes and dreams… How could someone else simply take those things away from her, leaving her utterly powerless to stop her tormentors? How could she, after all the wonderful things that had happened to her over the past few months since she’d become a magical girl, after making so many wonderful friends, ultimately die here, completely alone?

“M-Magical Dream Princess doesn’t want to die…” she whimpered.

A moment later, the wall behind her blew apart as a gigantic metallic hand burst through to grab her and yank her into the next room.

“Well, I don’t wanna keep listening to the sound of your annoying as fuck voice, but here we are,” the owner of the massive power fist replied. “So, you like hiding in buildings, huh?” she asked with a cruel grin. “Then let me give you a tour!” With that, she hurled the whimsical girl with all her considerable strength, sending MDP’s limp body smashing through wall after wall in rapid succession, until she was once again in the middle of an open street.

At this point, a girl wielding a glowing, two-handed rocket hammer smashed her into a parked car, completely shattering her spine in the process. Wheezing and coughing up blood, MDP’s wincing eyes could faintly discern all twelve of her assailants gathering around her.

“P-Pweeese…” she begged, holding up a trembling hand in a feeble attempt to defend herself. An instant later she screamed as a crimson beam sliced her fingers off, just before the nightmarish techno-fish reappeared and chomped off the rest of her hand in a burst of blood. “W-Whyyy…? W-Whyyyyy…?” she mewled as she pressed the bloody stump of her arm against her chest.

Why? the first robo-scorpion girl repeated, her cold eyes narrowing as she loomed over the Princess of Dreams.

“L-L-Like, M-Magical Dream Princess d-doesn’t understandy wandy…” the confused girl sobbed, as she struggled to regain some small measure of composure. “W-Why are you d-doing such meanie weanie thingy wingies to her?”

“Because you exist.”

Using a powerful leg to press down upon MDP’s chest and push her even deeper into the wreckage, the robo-scorpion placed the barrel of one of her oversized infinite polycyclic auto repeater cannons against the sobbing girl’s forehead.

“Doctor Nykannis sends her regards.”

***BLAM!!!***
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